Chapter 731
Chapter 731
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 731
>Chapter Title: Rest
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“Bang bang bang!” In the half-clear, half-murky white smoke, Qing Wanglai’s gunshots rang out continuously, mixed with the sounds of bullets slamming into flesh, forcing those people to retreat nonstop.
After a series of gunshots, just as Qing Wanglai slid out the magazine and inserted a new one, Chen Hongyu and Qian Fu dragged the rack along the wall, toppling it onto the black-clad, masked figures in an attempt to buy Qing Wanglai some time.
Behind her, Li Huowang charged out like a leopard, raising the cleaver in his hand and slashing straight into someone’s neck. Yang Na huddled behind him, screaming while frantically spraying the pepper spray at those people.
The chaos didn’t last long. As Qing Wanglai’s gunshots rang out again, the situation gradually became clear.
Facing the counterattack from Li Huowang and the others, these people quickly buckled and fled outside the room.
Clearly, the people outside hadn’t expected Li Huowang and the others to fight back so fiercely, and they were caught off guard for the moment.
By the time the white smoke in the room fully dissipated, the utterly chaotic interior fell silent in an instant.
Panting for breath, Li Huowang touched the blood on his neck and scanned the several corpses sprawled in pools of blood around him. Four of the corpses were masked, and the other was Wang Gang.
As for the two people they’d captured earlier, they seemed to have escaped in the chaos.
Li Huowang paid no mind to the two who’d fled. Instead, he recalled the intense clash just now. He’d once imagined he’d have a direct confrontation with these people, but he never dreamed it would happen this way.
He walked over to Yang Na’s side and, seeing that the sobbing girl wasn’t injured, held her close and murmured soft reassurances for a while before heading toward Qing Wanglai, who was crouched on the ground examining the dead men’s faces.
“You actually have a real gun?” Li Huowang stared at Qing Wanglai in surprise. This guy really knew how to play possum—waving around a fake one earlier to fool people, and he’d actually fallen for it.
“Do I?” Qing Wanglai looked at him and asked.
“Yeah? Which of my eyes looks blind to you?”
Just as Li Huowang thought the man was brazenly lying through his teeth, he saw Qing Wanglai turn to Wu Qi, who was bandaging Qian Fu’s wound nearby. “Fifth Sis, do I have a real gun?”
“No, how could you possibly have a real gun? Possessing one illegally is against the law.”
Hearing this, Li Huowang immediately got Qing Wanglai’s point and nodded. “Alright, fine, if you don’t have one, you don’t. So, what have you figured out about these guys?”
Qing Wanglai released his grip on the corpse and stood up, speaking to Li Huowang. “Judging by their facial features, they don’t look Anglo-Saxon.”
“So what does that mean?”
“It means the origins of these projections are very complicated. We’d better prepare for the worst.”
“No! That’s not it!!” Yang Na, who’d been choking back sobs nearby, stood up. “What we should do right now is call the police! Look at the floor—there are dead bodies! Five people are dead!”
With that, she glanced around and headed toward the shoulder bag in the corner, reaching for her phone to dial the police.
But as her hand stretched toward the bag, Wu Qi snatched it up and slung it over her own shoulder.
“Fifth Sis?” Under Yang Na’s incredulous gaze, Wu Qi shook her head. “We can’t call the police.”
“Why not?”
Wu Qi shook her head again, apparently unwilling to explain her worldview, and instead looked straight at Qing Wanglai, tilting her chin toward him.
“Because now’s not the time. Remember what I said? Because of the observer effect.” Qing Wanglai tucked the handgun behind his back.
“Every person who becomes aware of it will interfere with it.”
“We can’t predict what consequences the observer effect from the entire world would have on us if these things were made public.”
“Are you crazy? What are you even talking about?! Look at the dead bodies on the floor! Dead bodies!” Yang Na took a disbelieving step back.
Qing Wanglai looked at Yang Na seriously, a thoughtful expression crossing his face.
“I’m in favor of calling the police.” Li Huowang spoke up as he walked over.
He kicked the head on the floor. “Last time I left behind two fingers, but they still wouldn’t believe I was kidnapped. Now with five deaths, there’s no way they can think I’m crazy anymore, right?”
Wu Qi stepped forward and eyed the black block on Li Huowang’s ankle. “You really planning to do that? Don’t forget, three of these five deaths are from your cleaver.”
“Even if you say they came to kill you, even if you say mentally ill people aren’t criminally liable, you’ll probably be locked in a psychiatric hospital for life this time.”
Hearing this, Yang Na, who’d been sobbing beside him, hung her head even lower and said nothing more about calling the police.
“Heh heh heh, fake, it’s all fake! Calling the police won’t do a thing! It’s all fake!!” Zhao Lei, his limbs bound, writhed on the floor.
“Everyone, hear me out.” Qing Wanglai spoke up. “What I just said isn’t exaggeration—this really is a big deal.”
“If you all don’t believe me, once we sort out this mess, I can show you that experiment.”
But hearing Qing Wanglai’s words, Li Huowang felt this wouldn’t be so easy. “Not so simple, huh? You think if you say no police, they won’t know? These are five corpses—how do you plan to handle them?”
With the luxury car from before and the gun in his hand, if Qing Wanglai could really dispose of these five bodies without a trace, then Li Huowang would seriously have to wonder what powerful backing this guy had.
“I don’t have any backing. We don’t need to handle these corpses—they’ll clean them up themselves. They don’t want anyone knowing either. Right now, our first priority is getting information out of them: how many people they’ve sent and how they plan to deal with us.”
“They’re all dead—how do you get info?”
“Who said they’re all dead?” Qing Wanglai and Li Huowang both looked toward Zhao Lei on the floor.
As he spoke, Qing Wanglai helped Zhao Lei up from the ground and brushed the dust off him. “You know I don’t go back on my word. We’re all friends here, so how about this? Tell us everything you know, and I’ll let bygones be bygones.”
Facing the unyielding Zhao Lei, he seemed to be trying a different tack.
Hearing this, Li Huowang’s brow furrowed. His mouth opened slightly before closing again.
Zhao Lei stared at the five corpses on the floor. The usual chatterbox fell silent and didn’t utter another word.
After a while, he finally spoke. “Unless he returns what he stole from me, no deal.”
Hearing this, Li Huowang’s anger flared. He stormed over in two strides. “What did I steal from you?! Steal from you? Get your head straight!”
Zhao Lei glared at him fiercely. “Don’t play dumb with me! You don’t know? Or are you pretending not to know?”
“If you’re sick, go to the hospital, see a doctor, take your meds! Stop acting crazy here!”
(End of chapter)